The saga of Hedger Corp, told in weekly installments. More here.
When we last left off, the staff was exploring Facebook. Doing ANYTHING involving a computer exhausts this crew, so a few minutes into this endeavor they had to take a break.
Sensing they needed a shot of team spirit, Brandon began chanting “Facebook! Facebook! Facebook!” Derek half-heartedly joined in the chant and lifted his arms a bit.
Eventually, everyone made it back to their computers, mainly to shut Brandon up. They started working on their Facebook profiles once again.
Bob, who had spent the past week being chased by leprechauns, had not even started his profile. He opened Facebook, ready to dive in.
But when he tried to create his profile, he received a strange message.
This was somewhat disconcerting. It was his first time visiting Facebook. How could he have an account already?
At that moment Grandma Bernice strolled in. Bob told her about the odd message. Grandma Bernice informed Bob that he did indeed have a Facebook profile. She was friends with him on the site.
But there was more.
Grandma Bernice also told Bob that not only was he on Facebook, he was posting messages all day long. He was trying to sell things that he made out of gold.
In fact, Grandma Bernice had purchased one of his pieces of gold art, and had been displaying it in her front yard for months.
This was all brand new information to Bob. He’d never been on Facebook. He didn’t like gold. He didn’t like art. What was going on!?
He began to panic, and Brandon tried to comfort him.
Then Ted stepped forward with a confession.
He explained that before he joined Hedger Corp. he had tried to make it as an artist, specializing in “items made of out gold.”
He had even set up a website.
The business did not do well.
Penniless and desperate for money, he joined Hedger Corp. He didn’t want to give up on the gold, but he was worried that he would get in trouble if he was operating a side business.
Then he had an idea. He would continue selling the gold items, but do it under Bob’s name. That way Bob would take the fall if the business was ever discovered.
The fraudulent Facebook page was a natural next step. The employees gathered around to see the page.
And indeed, there was Bob. On Facebook.
He was an active user, posting several updates every hour. They followed a similar theme.
Then, as Bob scrolled down his page, he saw something shocking. It was the leprechaun. He had commented on one of “Bob’s” posts.
Suddenly it all made sense. Why the leprechauns came to the office last week. Why they were interested in Bob. They wanted to give him a truck-load of GOLD.
But now they were gone. Banished forever. Along with all the riches they were planning to shower on Bob.
This was upsetting. He tried to keep his emotions in check.
Ted apologized and began to take Bob’s fake Facebook page down.
He decided not to mention the Twitter account.
As Bob walked away, Ted took a moment to gather himself. To think about his future.
Maybe he should stop making items out of gold* (*imitation gold). Maybe the world wasn’t ready for his talents.
But darn it. He had A LOT of inventory to work through.